029, it's all caused by poverty

As Solandal was worried, Yin just returned to the street and fell into the encirclement again. The fierceness is not only the private mercenary regiment of the city owner who has just been repulsed, but also the guy wrapped in plaster and bandages. He is a little familiar, but he definitely doesn't know him.

Turning his head and saw that Blackcurrant did not follow. Yin was a little regretful that she ran away alone with him, but the behavior of not following him directly like this has never happened in the past - well, there has never been a quarrel or anything.

"Yes, yes, it's her!" The man with the plaster bandage shouted repeatedly, "It was the slave next to her who injured us all in the forest!" Absolutely right!"

Only then did Yin suddenly realize that it was one of the group of hunters who chased Qiongqi. Thinking about it carefully, they did say that they did have a lot of background at that time, so it should be the city owner of Marco Polo behind them.

The mercenary commander, who had just lost face in front of a group of men, made a comeback. Seeing that she was not accompanied by Blackcurrant, he suddenly became much more confident and waved the sword in his hand: "Take her!"

"Hey! You guys who bully the weak and afraid of the strong!" Yin didn't even have time to open the dimension, and her hands were cut back. Some people even fished in troubled waters and touched her buttocks.

The pedestrians on the street looked at the scene in front of them in surprise and didn't understand why they needed to use a hundred-person mercenary corps to arrest a young girl.

In this way, Yin was taken back to the residence of the city owner, Chester, but this time the destination was not the banquet hall, but the city owner's study.

The double-opened red lacquer wooden door was pulled open from the inside. Yin's wrist was tied with a thick rope. The hand behind her pushed hard, and the tip of her shoe tripped on the edge of the carpet and fell out firmly.

"Hey! You guys, how can you treat a young lady so rudely? Have you learned all the etiquette I usually teach you from dogs?" The angry scolding of Richester came from above his head, and the maid in the study came forward to help. Because there was no hand cushioning, she fell dizzy and stood firm for a long time.

At a close look, in addition to the owner and servant, there is also the back of a man in a white dress in the spacious and bright study. Looking at the height and figure, it should be a very young man, but because the man faces the window, Yin can't see his face.

The scolded mercenary apologized and retreated. The maid closed the door, and the room suddenly became quiet again.

Ricester stood at the big desk and looked up and down. He turned his head and asked the man in front of the window, "What do you think?"

"It doesn't matter what I think," the man in front of the window said. It was indeed a very nice young man's voice, but he still didn't turn around, as if the scenery outside the window could attract more attention. "Since this young lady can order Qiqi, she must have the ability to tame it. In other words, it's not There are more people who have the qualification of trainer.

Sure enough, it was a poor idea. Yin made up her mind that she would not hand over Xiaobai anyway. Anyway, the dimension can only be opened by the owner, and they can't help themselves.

Richter seemed to be satisfied with his answer. He nodded and looked at Yin: "Little girl, the poor in your hand was originally my prey. Today, as the owner of the item, I must get it back. If you don't want to be a wanted criminal in the five southern cities, you'd better consciously hand it over."

Yin hummed and straightened his waist: "You said yours is yours? Is your name written on it? Will it listen to you if you call it? Since you didn't catch it, just obediently admit defeat. What's the ability to take it by chance?

First, Leicester was angered by her tone and almost came forward to beat people. Thinking that there were guests present, he had just taught his men a lesson. Now he should not be too rude, so he suppressed his anger: "It seems that you are toasting and not drinking. Don't think that I can do anything about you if you don't hand it over."

Yin smiled instead: "I won't hand it over. What can you do to me?"

"He will kill you," the young man by the window suddenly said lightly, "Kill you, open your dimension, and you can take out the Qiongqi."

Yin smiled stiffly and couldn't help saying, "What? No way, isn't the dimension that people other than themselves can't open it?"

The young man by the window said leisurely, "There is no such thing. As long as the creator dies, the dimension he had before his death will become a secret room without an entrance, and there will be no shortage of things in it. No matter after thousands of years, it will still exist in the space of dimension."

"I also know this, but you also said that there is no entrance to the secret room, so how to open it?" Yin asked discontentedly.

"The secret room wandering in the dimensional world in this way is called the treasure cave. Because too much wealth has disappeared in history for thousands of years, some people think that they may be hidden in some dimensions, so some people begin to find a way to open the treasure cave."

The young man smiled softly, and Yin couldn't help asking, "Have you found it?"

"I found it~" He turned around. Yin saw that the upper half of his face was covered by a mask, which was the kind of mask set with diamonds used in the aristocratic masque ball. His jaw lines were delicate and his lips were beautiful, which made Yin involuntarily think of Solandal, but the voice of the man in front of him was obvious. It's different from that disguise control.

The masked young man came to her step by step and said, "There is a command in any dimension, just like the password of the safe. As long as you can find the command, you can open the treasure cave. This is the truth derived from countless bloody experiments."

Yin looked at the raised corners of his mouth and suddenly felt that the person in front of him was extremely terrible. She couldn't help saying, "Then you are ready..."

Richster proudly pressed the desk with one hand and took out the pipe with the other: "Yes, if you don't cooperate, I will kill you, and then Mr. Isaiah will find the dimensional command to open your dimension for me. At that time, you will not only not save Qiong Qi, but also send your own life."

A layer of sweat appeared on Yin's forehead: "That..."

"No way, Mr. Richester," the masked young man made a showdown move. "Kill her and then open her dimension through instructions. It's theoretically feasible, but there is a limit."

Ricester was stunned and asked, "What's the limit?"

The masked youth turned to him and raised his fingers: "After the death of the master, the attributes of the dimension will disappear, and the power of the fountain of reproduction will be lost, and the creatures in it will suffocate to death. When I find this young lady's dimensional instructions, I'm afraid that Qiongqi has become a mummified corpse."

Ricester changed color: "You, you didn't tell me such a thing before!"

"That's because you didn't tell me that you want to take out a living thing, isn't it, Mr. Richester?" The masked young man asked with a smile.

Ricester's hand holding the pipe trembled slightly: "That is to say..."

The masked young man kindly continued the second half of the sentence: "That is to say, we can only let this lady hand over Qiongqi by herself."

"Wait a minute!" Yin interrupted loudly, "Why do you know about the fountain of reproduction?" That should be the knowledge of the side door, which ordinary people don't know.

"Oh? Is it strange?" The masked young man said unexpected words, but his tone was not surprising. "The concept of the fountain of reproduction was proposed by the group of people of the space-time control research association, and of course my information was also obtained from them. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that they are the ones who found the dimension command.

Yin was completely stunned. The group of people of the space-time control research association not only put forward the dimensional attribute theory, but also found the dimensional instructions - using the "bloody" experiment... So, the seemingly amiable Chief Priest White is actually also a murderous executioner?

"You seem to be quite surprised."

The masked young man gently raised her chin with his hand with velvet gloves and said with a smile, "All academics are based on countless bloody sacrifices. The sooner you see through this, the better for you, Princess Amber."

His last sentence was very low. Only the two of them, who were very close, could hear it clearly, but Yin was shocked by the sound of "Princess Amber" and looked at him in constersment.

"So, Mr. Richter, for now, you can only buy the poor Qi in her hand at a satisfactory price for this young lady, unless you think the poor dry corpse is also beautiful in the study." The masked young man withdrew his thin fingers and smiled and suggested to the employer.

"You don't even think about it! I won't sell it for any money!" Yin said angrily.

The masked young man shook his head loudly: "Don't say such absolute words. I suggest you seriously consider it. Is your life really so worthless?"

This sentence suddenly reminded Yin, yes, you can't say absolutely wrong so arbitraryly. As long as you agree to consider it, you can buy time to escape, or... that guy will come to save himself.

Thinking of this, Yin looked at them again and said, "Please let me think about it."

Will

come to save yourself?

It doesn't matter if you have said enough of him?

"Look, that's right," the masked young man successfully relieved her and said to Richest happily, "Mr. Richest is bound to get the poor. He must not sting his money. He will definitely give a reasonable price, right?"

Ricester stared at Yin fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "That's for sure." But in my heart, I was thinking that I would kill her after getting Qiongqi. No matter how much money is given, I can take it back at all.

After Yin left the study with the mercenary in frustration, Richter took a few deep breaths, sat down on the chair behind the desk, biting his pipe and began to think about how to teach the arrogant little girl a lesson after getting Qiongqi. He put his hands on the table and suddenly looked up. The mask inlaid with bright diamonds had already Jing leaned to him: "Instead of thinking about how to bully a girl who has no power to tie a chicken, it's better to think about how to deal with this vampire incident. There are already five victims in your territory - one of them is still dead. If you don't give the royal family a reply as soon as possible, I'm afraid you can't sit too much. For a long time."

Ricester was so stunned that he could hardly hold the pipe in his hand: "Did the people above tell you that?"

The masked young man smiled and said, "Well, I'll leave first. Please take care of yourself."